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Oct 2016
Through my brain
is words that brings on rain
I dwelt alone
out into the cold
in a world of the unknown
in the dark I could hear
the cry's from another kind.

Poetic Lilly Judy Emery (c)
Darken Dreams
The Queen Of Darken Dreams
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   Keith Wilson
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